"Wash?" She blinks, before recognition dawns. "Ah. Washington. You two are acquainted, then."

One of the other outsiders she's taken to having conversations with. Then again, as limited as their numbers are, it makes sense they'd know of one another at least.

"And where would I get her a weapon from? I work in the labs. I am not a soldier," she reminds him briskly, frowning. "A message, on the other hand. That I can deliver easily enough."